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Scores - 22 Vote
Documentary
directed by - Mark Bozek
runtime - 74 Minute
year - 2018

Thanks Ted for your thoughts and commentary. I really enjoyed watching the documentary with you here in Jackson. One thing that strikes me about that video was Bill`s love for life, its simplicity and his ever present smile. He really loved what he was doing and producing. Download [PDF/EPUB] Bill Cunningham: On the Street: Five Decades of Iconic Photography by New York Times eBook Free AudioBook English | Bill cunningham, New books, Free pdf books.

Watched the film on Netflix. She is totally inspiring on how to be yourself

I wish someone could figure out a great alternative to high heals that was still perfectly elegant. High heals are bad for one's knees, hips, et al. Even those of us who used to await and savor Bill Cunningham’s street-fashion photochronicle every week in the New York Times —where his work appeared from 1978 to 2016—probably had no idea how precious, in time, those photographs would come to be. Cunningham had two beats: society parties and, better yet, the polychrome cavalcade of fashion as seen on the streets of Paris and, most frequently, New York. His “On the Street” column, which featured candid pictures of individuals arranged into themes—men and women all wearing yellow coats, for example—was an anthropological study in the making. In Mark Bozek’s marvelously intimate documentary The Times of Bill Cunningham, Cunningham himself says—in an on-camera interview Bozek conducted in 1994—that he was hardly a photographer at all. He considered himself a “fashion historian. ” Cunningham was easily both, and Bozek’s film—narrated by Sarah Jessica Parker—captures both his artistry and his fizzy, elfin charm. You might wonder why we need another Cunningham documentary. Didn’t Richard Press’ superb 2010 Bill Cunningham: New York cover it all? Bozek’s film is a more personalized work, with that 1994 interview as its backbone. It’s something of a companion piece to Cunningham’s delightful memoir, Fashion Climbing, published posthumously in 2018. (Cunningham died in 2016, at age 87, though you could catch him wheeling through the streets of New York on his bicycle almost until the end. ) Cunningham tells some of the same stories in Bozek’s film, but it’s wonderful to see and hear them tumble forth, punctuated by an impetuous grin here or an animated cackle there. Cunningham was born in Boston and moved to New York as a teenager to work at the ultra-elegant Bonwit Teller department store. In time he began designing hats under the name William J. (he didn’t want to use his full name, lest he embarrass his discreet Bostonian family), eventually opening his own studio, though he had to work as a janitor in the building to make that happen. His hats were inventive and fanciful, concoctions that might feature octopus arms pretzeled flirtatiously around the wearer’s eyes, or mini-fountains of feathery plumage. (They were worn by socialites, but also by Joan Crawford, Ginger Rogers and Marilyn Monroe. ) He did a stint in the Army during the Korean War, and later worked as a fashion columnist for Women’s Wear Daily. But when the great fashion illustrator and bon vivant Antonio Lopez gave him a camera as a gift, in 1967, instructing him to use it as he would a notebook, Cunningham found his most joyful means of self-expression, taking pleasure daily in capturing the way men and women around him used clothes to write their own mini-autobiographies. Bozek includes examples of Cunningham’s thrilling on-the-street work—club kids swaggering around in 1980s big-shouldered jackets, socialites swaddled in cashmere as they pick their way around New York City’s humbling, egalitarian puddles—and makes a lively dash through Cunningham’s life and career. He suffered a serious bicycle accident in 1993 (though that hardly stopped him from hopping on again, once he’d recovered from his bruises and broken collar bone). In 2008, the French Ministry of Culture awarded him he Legion of Honor for his longtime coverage of Paris fashion. Bozek’s interviews capture Cunningham’s crackling joyousness, but occasionally his subject will stop, mid-sentence, and look down, shielding himself from the camera. Cunningham’s embrace of the world was warm and rapturous, but his sensitivity and shyness was part of that, too. The AIDS epidemic, and its decimation of the New York artistic community, hit him particularly hard. Bozek’s film includes a story even devoted Cunningham lovers may not know: When Lopez became ill and had no insurance for treatment, Cunningham, who notoriously led a rather monastic, nonmaterialistic life, bought a painting from him for $130, 000—and then returned it so the artist could sell it again. All lives are made of shadow and light, and The Times of Bill Cunningham acknowledges that. But through it all, spending time in Cunningham’s presence is bliss. At one point Bozek, who is always off-camera, asks his subject, “What’s the hardest thing? ” “Spelling! ” Cunningham answers, without even having to think about it. And he flashes that broad, guileless smile, knowing, probably, that putting letters in the correct order on a page could fail any of us in the face of great everyday beauty. The language of clothes, and the way people wear them, needs no words. Contact us at.

Looks like a great film. congratulations, Lina.

 

Freddy, Elton, Linda et al. This new Hollywood genre beats the hell out of comic book characters. Well done, a interesting video. I love these type of videos 🤘🏽. Good work Mark. That's me at 1:22 ! Getting snapped by Bill was a day-maker for sure. Y DAY TAY HEEM TA GEL HEE DEE NUTIN AD EN OV VIGEO. Does anyone know where to get the official soundtrack to this documentary. She lifts us up. Put me through some changes, boy. She is intelligent, eloquent and confident. Those attributes intimidate people more so in a world where women are more often (but not yet) equally seen in jobs like this.

I guess, when I got the gay gene. The fashion one wasn't included. If your not listening to Linda Ronstadt in 2019 you ain't as cool as you think you are Heartbreakingly gorgeous pipes - authentic, original, complex, simple, superstar, under the radar, powerful, joyous, sad and everything in-between. Very rare and adorable dame. She looks amazing for her age. Love her.

 

I LOVE Linda Ronstadt! ❤️❤️❤️A great year for her. She is receiving the Kennedys honors As well later this year too. Bill Cunningham: Words of Wisdom #photography. RIP Bill, there'll never be another like you. Well done. Thanks for sharing. พี่เคยเขียนไว้ใน เว็ปก่อนหน้านี้ ที่พี่บอก จอมยุทธ ไม่จำเป็นต้องใช้กระบี่ที่ดีเลิศเสมอไป. You could tell she was gonna fail lol. That smirk. If you're lucky you can even catch a glimpse of Bill roaming the streets of NY. and you'll never catch him without his camera in his hand. Added on February 17, 2020 Neely Swanson Movie Reviews, Neely on Reels, newsletter Bill Cunningham, Paris, 1971. Photo credit: Harold Chapman. Courtesy Greenwich Entertainment. The Times of Bill Cunningham, a delightful documentary written and directed by Mark Bozek, hitherto most famous as CEO of the Home Shopping Network, chronicles the life of a true individualist. Many people viewing the film will instantly recognize the name of Bill Cunningham as the photographer of the fashionable for the New York Times. But as most who have seen his pictures in the Sunday Metropolitan section will realize, Bill’s view of “fashionable” was definitely not restricted to the rich and famous. He spent much of his career riding his bike through all the neighborhoods of Manhattan, and occasionally Brooklyn, looking for style. And style could be in the coats worn by 20-somethings on their way to the club scene, or boots on the feet of anyone jumping a puddle, or a bright color adorning an otherwise commonplace blouse. Bill Cunningham was an egalitarian famous for saying that Hollywood stars had little if any style. Now before you raise an eyebrow or dismiss this statement, he wasn’t saying that movie stars of the golden era (or presumably now) didn’t wear beautiful clothes. Wearing an outfit picked especially for you is not the same as knowing how to throw together your own outfit or look as if it was part of you and make a statement. He was always on the lookout for someone who lived the outfit and made it come alive. Much of his later career, and that would be the last 50 years of his life from the 60s to the teens, was photographing the stars of the monied world, the socialites, the fashion icons, and the fashion forwards like the Babe Paleys, the Gloria Vanderbilts, the Anna Wintours. But especially the preternaturally camera-shy Jackie Bouvier Kennedy Onassis. Cunningham’s camera was inobtrusive; his photos, never posed. Always cheerful and upbeat, he was a welcome photography was his later in life career. His cameras were never top-of-the-line because, as he constantly insisted, he took “snap shots, ” not portraits. Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis & Calvin Klein, New York City, 1987. Photo credit: Bill Cunningham. Courtesy of Greenwich Entertainment. Bill Cunningham was a product of a conservative Boston Catholic family. He would accompany them to church on Sundays but was always more entranced with the hats worn by the ladies than by the pomp of the ceremony. When he decided he wanted to move to New York at the age of 19 his family disapproved but grudgingly allowed him to go provided he live with his aunt and uncle, also conservative. Working at the luxury department store Bonwit Teller was shameful, only made more acceptable when he landed a job in the advertising department. What he didn’t say was that he had also started designing hats on the side under the name “William J. ” Soon he was much in demand. But his notoriety soon delivered a double whammy. His aunt and uncle were scandalized to the point that he was no longer welcome in their home. Bonwit Teller soon fired him as well because, well probably because he didn’t share his sideline with them. But the freedom he was now involuntarily accorded allowed him to devote more time to his hats. Drafted into the army during the Korean War, he exaggerated his language expertise in French and was sent to Paris. There he became fully immersed in who was who and what was what in the high fashion world. He was a very quick study, made friends easily, and upon returning home, he found a nurturing mentorship within the salon of Chez Ninon, two women who ran a thriving business allegedly copying the designs of the French couturiers for a very up-market clientele who included Marilyn Monroe, Katherine Hepburn, and Jacqueline Bouvier, among many others. The business of “William J” was thriving and even the New York Times noted his artistry in stating that he had “cornered the face-framing market. ” But times change and with it, so does fashion. By the early 60s, hats were out and so was “William J. ” Briefly trying his hand at writing, despite being a notoriously bad speller, he had some success at Women’s Wear Daily. But it wasn’t what he wanted to do. Walking out on the street one day with a bare bones Olympus camera, a present from a friend who just instructed him to point and shoot, he captured the photo that set him on his future path. He saw a coat. That’s really all he saw. It was an all-encompassing coat worn with style, and he captured it. It was later, when the photo led to a further assignment for more “street shots, ” that it was pointed out to him who the wearer of said coat–the ultra-elusive Greta Garbo. And that, in essence, is the basis of this story. It was never about the person; it was always about the style. Even a homeless woman on the street might organize her possessions in a particularly remarkable way, or the girl walking up from the subway, on her way to her secretarial job, might be sporting a teal scarf, putting a punctuation mark on the beige of her blouse. Certainly in his long career as a photographer, a term he was loathe to use, he attended all the balls and social events on behalf of the New York Times for his column “Evening, ” capturing the conversations of the well-dressed rich and famous. But mostly, we waited to see who and what he would capture in his weekly themed piece of the people on the streets of New York called, appropriately enough “On the Street. ” It might be a color-theme: different shades of blue that seemed to pop up everywhere. It might be boots in all their forms and functions. But whatever it was, it made an impression on him that week and would make one on us. Unusual in its format, Bozak has used an interview he did of Cunningham in 1994. Cunningham had agreed to talk to him for a few minutes, minutes that went on far longer. It is Cunningham that we see and hear, illustrated with fashion stills, more recent film snippets of him on his bike or talking to the people he’s “snapping. ” He talks about the sadness of the AIDS era, about his famous and infamous neighbors in the Carnegie Hall studio apartments which became a latter day artist’s colony, about riding a bicycle all over Manhattan to find those “shots, ” but mainly about the fun he had doing what he loved best. And that’s what you’ll have with this documentary – fun and a love for a friend you never met but somehow knew, just the same. Opening Friday February 21 at the Laemmle Royal.

0:31 and 0:55 are those 2 blazers a little too similar. Linda was what Beyonce is now no. linda was a voice of the music. beyonce was a slave to the videos. there could never ever be any real comparison. Will def be watching for this! Great. Oh, and I'm 53... Who gives a crap as to whether she is intimidating. She's extremely talented at what she does, bottom line. If she were cruel, unethical or assaulted people, then yea, that would be unacceptable. However, who gives two craps as to whether she smiles enough. I rarely smile in public, not because I'm mean, but b/c I'm often in thought. People need to stop being so nosy and judgmental. Back off and let people do their thing.

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I really really love watching these videos. Tatsuo is a funny guy! Great episode again btw.

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